One might be inclined to think that my family and I do nothing but go on memorial walks. But this weekend’s outing was for dad. It’s four years since he died and we have got together, one way or another, every year to mark the occasion. That post from 2007 was the first proper one […]
A walk at the Whangie
Is it through the Whangie, to the Whangie, round the Whangie? If you don’t know what I’m on about, or you think that, perhaps, I’ve come over all post-watershed, I will explain. The Whangie is an odd rock formation in a corner of the Kilpatrick hills. We walked there this week and the sun shone. […]
Glasgow: a few views
Spring in the park
Is it time to send children out for a walk on the wild side?
How much freedom did you have as kids? I remember running about fields, climbing about rocks and fallen trees in steep glens, guddling in burns and hiding in woods. Only I’d kind of disregarded it as a foreign land or a distortion of my wishful imagination. Then, this week, Supersister and I took our Walking […]